Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

Canticum graduum. Sæpe expugnaverunt me a juventute mea, dicat nunc Israël;

2 Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

sæpe expugnaverunt me a juventute mea: etenim non potuerunt mihi.

3 Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

Supra dorsum meum fabricaverunt peccatores; prolongaverunt iniquitatem suam.

4 Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

Dominus justus concidit cervices peccatorum.

5 Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

Confundantur, et convertantur retrorsum omnes qui oderunt Sion.

6 Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

Fiant sicut fœnum tectorum, quod priusquam evellatur exaruit:

7 Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:

de quo non implevit manum suam qui metit, et sinum suum qui manipulos colligit.

8 Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.

Et non dixerunt qui præteribant: Benedictio Domini super vos. Benediximus vobis in nomine Domini.